A bus was waiting for us outside the hotel and John, our American expat guide from North Adventures, explained a little about what our afternoon and evening held in store. Apparently dog sledding can be undertaken throughout the year but in summer, sleds with suspension are used and the pace is far slower, but a unique experience nonetheless. We drove…
The day after my final day on the slopes of Chamonix, I drove to Calais and got the Eurotunnel back to the UK. I'd planned on staying longer in the Alps but had been invited by the Norwegian Tourism Board on a FAM trip to the north of Norway. Due to flight limitations, I was asked if I could fly…
Sightseeing in Venice was not something I was particularly looking forward to. I'd heard stories of long queues, relentless selfies, over zealous souvenir-sellers, and coach (boat) loads of people filling the streets. I'd spent the last few days in front of a computer catching up on emails, doing some christmas shopping and organising some future marketing strategies. Each morning I'd…
The Dolomites is a truly unique place and, since visiting in 2015 on a road trip, I promised myself I would visit each year from then on. It had had that much of an impact on me! Luckily, I'd been invited by Trentino Tourism to visit the Brenta Dolomites for a workshop showcasing what is on offer in the area.…
I'd met Robin & Katsha from Germany whilst washing my bike (again) in the hotel garden. I got the impression they thought I was mad for washing it so incessantly and, when I realised that during their extended cycle through South-East Asia they hadn't washed theirs once, I started to understand why. They were on a far longer trip than…
I awoke to the sound of the sea lapping up the sand below my tent platform. There had been a rainstorm overnight and the air was fresh, I decided to take a walk along the beach. Koh Rong Samloem is the smaller of the two Koh Rongs and is supposed to be far less developed than its' bigger brother. As…
I was awake before sunrise with a heavy head. As the sun rose I was pedalling out of Kampot munching on a baguette I'd bought the previous day. My plan was to ride west out of the city towards Prey Nob, then out to Sihanoukville on the coast. I'd heard that Sihanoukville wasn't a particularly nice place so I would…
I'd promised myself a rest day so decided upon Kampot as the place. A small riverside town with plenty of restaurants and bars, it seemed like a good spot to rest and catch up with some work. I woke to the sounds of cockerels in the beautiful surroundings of the Kampot Cabana. I struggled to lie in, my previous days…
The lights glistened on the estuary outside my hotel balcony in Ha Tien as I woke before dawn. My plan for the day was to ride north from Ha Tien, leave Vietnam behind, and cross the border at Prek Chak over into Cambodia for the remainder of my trip. I began the day with a ride along the water's edge…
I left the hotel by 5:40am before the heat of the day struck. The roads at this time are slightly less busy, but still busy by my standards. My plan was to leave the city to the northwest, following the river, then head directly west on the main road to Tri Ton, after which I would have a little time…